Staff Editorial

While hordes of would-be politicos are analyzing and debating the merits of Barack Obama versus Hillary Clinton, we here at the Bullet are more preoccupied with all things buttermilk.

This Tuesday was Pancake Tuesday, or Shrove Tuesday as it’s known to the Christians. Shrove Tuesday is the day before Ash Wednesday in the forty-day season of Lent.

According to Wikipedia, Pancake Tuesday occurred as a way for Lent-observers to get rid of some of their food products before the fasting period began. They viewed the indulgent meal as a celebration of the season to come.

What says “party!” better than a pile of cooked batter and greasy butter? And don’t forget the maple syrup.

Mardi Gras, which is French for ‘Fat Tuesday,’ is just another name for Pancake Day. Fat Tuesday is an entire day of revelry and consumption before Lent starts.

Whoever thought up the 24-hour binge cycle clearly had the right idea—gorge, then give up.

So while the rest of the world watched to see which Democrat will succeed in California and which Republican was be declared victorious in New York, we were busy stuffing our faces with humongous piles of pancakes.

This is not to say that we don’t care about politics, because we do. It’s just that it’s hard to concentrate on tax reform or better transportation laws when your roommates are discussing which sugary topping would be better on their sumptuous stack—dark chocolate chips or extra whipped cream? We may not know who will win this week’s primaries, but we do know the answer to that question: Both. Duh.